September 12, 2008
I wasn't working today and slept entirely too late as usual. I knew that by the time all my errands were done, I wouldn't have the house to myself anymore--nothing more than a ghost of an emotion really, because I shouldn't be living at home still; however, due to the support and guidance my divorced parents are offering, I am here again temporarily nonetheless. All that taken into account, to say I'm dying to move out again is an understatement--sometimes it blinds me to what's most important. I'm here to get my life back on track. Repeat twenty seven times.